| 2020 | 02 | 09 | trees |

it's weird. time.

time passes whether we want it to or not. 
it's our job to make the most of it.

five years ago my nan passed away.
i'd experienced loss before that point but nothing destroyed the foundations of my life like her saying goodbye.

i can take myself back to that day. i can relive the moment i just knew.

two weeks before we'd celebrated her 75th birthday. the whole family had shown up to see her, and deep down that was the goodbye.


i hate goodbyes.

i used to avoid them.

as in when someone left the house i'd sort of wave awkwardly and run off - hesitant to say the final words in case they were the last time i'd ever utter them. i'm a bit better at it now.

my favourite thing she ever told me - 'always wear suncream and boys are idiots until age 30. and then they're just stupid'.